Chapter 362
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An Xiaxia was on high alert. She felt that Song Qinchen was up to no good!
Song Qinchen walked over and tried to hold Sheng Yize's arm again. However, she was frightened by Sheng Yize's stern gaze and withdrew her hand timidly, looking extremely weak and pitiful.
Mr. An asked in surprise, "Xiaxia, this is …"
This girl seemed to be too intimate with Sheng Yize.
An Xiaxia was conflicted. Should she introduce this girl to Mr. An as her rival in love?
"Uncle, this is my friend's daughter, Ms. Song." Sheng Yize introduced her politely, but Song Qinchen gritted her teeth.
His answer was impeccable, but his tone was distant.
"I see …" Mr. An nodded and wiped his hands, preparing to close the door.
Song Qinchen handed An Xiaxia a box and smiled. "Xiaxia, this is my gift to you."
Unaccountably solicitous? Pfft!
An Xiaxia complained in her heart, but she did not want to fall out with her family. She smiled and accepted it. "Thank you."
Mr. An treated her as a friend. Seeing that it was time for dinner, he invited Song Qinchen. "Ms. Song, would you like to have dinner with us before you leave?"
Most people would have declined, but Song Qinchen agreed without hesitation. "Sure."
He agreed so readily that Father An couldn't react to it.
"Haha, alright. I'll make dinner for you." He smiled and went upstairs.
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At the dining table, Song Qinchen sat on Sheng Yize's right. An Xiaxia gritted her teeth and sat on Sheng Yize's left.
Everyone was eating, but she insisted on making her presence known. "Thank you for taking care of me yesterday … You even peeled an apple for me … I don't know what to do without you …"
An Xiaxia's face darkened.
Peeling an apple … Wasn't that the photo she sent me yesterday?
She must have a sickness that would kill her if she did not disgust her!
Sheng Yize frowned. He did not expect Song Qinchen to become like this.
He did not like it.
Suddenly, An Xiaxia's sweet voice came from beside him. "Sheng Yize, I want some soup."
Mr. An's rice wine dumplings were on the table, giving off a sweet aroma.
Without hesitation, Sheng Yize scooped a bowl and placed it in front of An Xiaxia.
An Xiaxia glanced at Song Qinchen with a sly smile.
It's just a public display of affection, who doesn't know how to do it ~
"My hand hurts. Can you feed me …" An Xiaxia whined to Sheng Yize, scaring Papa An and An Yibei.
Both of them looked at An Xiaxia in shock.
The corners of Sheng Yize's lips curled up, and he agreed good-naturedly, "Okay."
He scooped up a glutinous rice ball and blew on it until it was no longer hot before putting it into An Xiaxia's mouth.
Song Qinchen gripped her chopsticks tightly.
An Xiaxia's cheeks were puffed up from eating and she glared at her provocatively.
"Sheng Yize, I want to eat meat. I can't reach it!"
"Sheng Yize, I want to drink yogurt. Help me with the straw!"
"Sheng Yize, is the corner of my mouth dirty? Help me wipe it ~"
An Xiaxia activated the Level Nine Disability Mode and kept ordering Sheng Yize around.
Sheng Yize had always doted on her, so he did as he was told.
Song Qinchen did not say a word. Instead, she stared at the intimate interaction between the two of them. "Miss Song, eat more …" Papa An tried to persuade her out of kindness.
Song Qinchen threw her chopsticks on the floor. Papa An's face darkened.
I'm trying to persuade you out of kindness. Why did you throw your chopsticks?
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